How much more can a heart take?
So much loss... So much... The phone rings, and I dread picking it up. Who wants to call to thank me for my resume, but they've decided to go another way. Worse yet, who else has died? I'm tired of crying over the phone with my loved ones, oceans away. I'm tired of once fond memories invoking sadness in place of joy. Another divorce. Another death. Another divorce. Another death. Cancer. Critical condition.
So do yourself a favor. Avoid power lines, running with sharp objects, walking under heavy things like pianos, getting into a committed and loving relationship, etc... Chances are that simply by knowing who I am, you will most likely suffer from fatal electrocution, stabbing, death by crushing, and/or total heartbreak.
You're better off never have knowing me. I'm better off knowing you're alive and well... even if that means missing you.
So do yourself a favor. Avoid power lines, running with sharp objects, walking under heavy things like pianos, getting into a committed and loving relationship, etc... Chances are that simply by knowing who I am, you will most likely suffer from fatal electrocution, stabbing, death by crushing, and/or total heartbreak.
You're better off never have knowing me. I'm better off knowing you're alive and well... even if that means missing you.